Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mr. Ripsta, artist - Bizzy Bone.
Date of issue: 11.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mr. Ripsta |
Better be all about that KO popped him |
I believe that warrior way |
Big dawg |
Put it on the floor |
Foot up in the door |
Kick it and sprang it |
I get them bleeding often |
Demon up on me |
Thinking I sold my soul |
But I keep with the reaping |
I sew now |
Don’t nobody know a thing |
But I got a perfect flow |
And I keep that weapon beaming |
Winner with the clips I go swift |
And it sell well enough to chill |
Brother inhale |
Never loan that’s yo shit |
I get lifted |
20 gauge and I must get bustin |
Hell away |
Let a Ripsta killer now put em all in |
I’m paid daily |
With a thug shotgun and tell ya |
Put it up to killa killa |
Glock Glock block nigga pop up and down |
(You niggas are feeling them shots) |
You niggas are bitches |
I come out the trenches |
With niggas defending |
We get around snips and flicks |
And some of these niggas just high |
Don’t know what it takes to rip |
Why would I hate to make it |
Why would they hate me |
Niggas that I roll with |
They don’t play that bull |
With a buck |
That we make it through the years |
That nigga better stay back |
(Niggas ain’t in) |
You really not worthy enough to be mad at me that is a sin |
Where do I begin |
I begin in the ghetto my nigga |
You really don’t know where I been |
I been around dealers |
They really with stealers |
I get me a pace |
And some pocket of rilla |
But you know the story |
And I’m independent |
But when I descend |
It’ll have to get bigger |
But when you are richer |
They all on a leash |
Strategically give it away n then see |
Money the name of they love |
When you take it away |
They gon show you the people they be |
And the people they be, be the ones that you leave |
And I’ll be be the thuggin |
I see it in me |
Then be every bit of the legend ya call me |
My enemies rip, y’all Rest In Peace |
(You niggas are feeling them shots) |
Enemy opps |
Feeling me Glocks |
Finna be shots |
Finna be shots |
Finna be shots |
Finna be shots |
(These niggas these niggas, are felling are feeling them shots) |
When you born out of poverty |
When it go movin no different |
And obviously on a swivel |
They shut up and dribble it |
Just to be simple you bitch |
Imma ball Imma get me a triple |
I come from the fans |
The bloodiest table |
We all got a nine &yo ass in a pickle |
The stub be the three fifty seven I spill em |
We get in the prison cause stuffy’s a killa |
But Rest In Peace Jackie |
The foot in my package |
We brought it to wheezy |
He need me adaptin |
My nigga just sit down |
Been murdering, thuggin and dealin |
Drag it past the yap |
Head into the back |
Low to the soul better get that sack |
Back in the 90's serving crack |
It was so bad |
I ain’t ever gonna do that |
Off to the money, now I get to the bag |
Nigga left an egg in the drop top rag |
Run into the trap dropped it off in a flash |
That’s Mr Ripsta |
That little nigga fast |
Everybody on the ground |
So I keep in my mind and I picture |
The wall (the wall) |
A fixture (fix ya) |
Insist ya |
But trust me |
As Mr Ripsta Ripsta |
(You niggas are feeling them shots) |
Enemy opps |
Feeling me Glocks |
Finna be shots |
Finna be shots |
Finna be shots |
Finna be shots |
(These niggas these niggas are feeling them feeling them shots) |
Better be all about that KO popped him |
I believe that warrior way |
Big dawg |
Put it on the floor |
Foot up in the door |
Kick it and sprang it |
I get them bleeding often |
Demon up on me |
Thinking I sold my soul |
But I keep with the reaping |
I sew now |
Don’t nobody know a thing |
But I got a perfect flow |
And I keep that weapon beaming |
Winner with the clips I go swift |
And it sell well enough to chill |
Brother inhale |
Never loan that’s yo shit |
I get lifted |
20 gauge and I must get bustin |
Hell away |
Let a Ripsta killer now put em all in |
I’m paid daily |
With a thug shotgun and tell ya |
Put it up to killa killa |
Glock Glock block nigga pop up and down |
(You niggas are feeling them shots) |